( Hook )
I want this rap money
Hustle til I ball you should know I want it all ( Repeat x4 )
( 1st Verse )
This rap money keep me serious about the check, matter of fact check my catalog i'm a workaholic, sleepless nights and overtime in the studio, underated for years but I never gave up though, finally starting to see this hard work paying off, I had to be a worker to become a boss, all of them tears I shed when I took that lost had my eyes blurry i'm a man I admit it I was hurt, because I came from the dirt, y'all was hood hopping I stayed representing the turf, they see me as a meal ticket trying to quench a thirst, showcased my talent in the hood the block witnessed first
( Hook )
I want this rap money
Hustle til I ball you should know I want it all ( Repeat x4 )
( 2nd Verse )
Hit the road with hard copies and some merchandise performing my songs on the mic, they think i'm something nice, in the v.i.p. section with the bottles and the models, standing on the couches blowing smoke in the air, don't do to much dancing, I just be posted like a G, last call for alcohol and she want to ride with me, after my show, we cruise the city streets then headed back to the hotel room that's the real after party, it's going down, until like six in the morning, eat breakfast then get back to the money, the currency keep calling talking to me so I payed attention, I be chasing bags, adding up the money while i'm in the lab, you don't like my creativity then that's to bad, because i'm a boss man that's all about this cash
( Hook )
I want this rap money
Hustle til I ball you should know I want it all ( Repeat x4 )